Make This: Evergreen Wreath


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I now it’s been said by pretty much everyone I’ve run into the past week or so, but I still can’t believe that Christmas is right around the corner. It’s next week! Holy cow! I am happy to report that all my gifts are purchased, but I still have a few to make, and everything still needs to be wrapped up. That’s the easy part, in my opinion: the tricky part is assuring myself that I’ve got the right gifts for everyone in my life.

Still, the biggest wake-up call for me is decorating the house for the holiday. We brought home our tree on the first of December, but didn’t get anything up on it until this past Friday night. I would love to put some lights on the house, but I’ve admitted to myself that it just won’t happen this year. However, I was still determined to bring holiday cheer inside our home. We need decorations around the house to accompany the Christmas music we’re playing every night!

When we picked out our Christmas trees a few weeks ago, my parents took home extra boughs from trees that were trimmed at the bottom. I took home the spare boughs they didn’t use, and after sitting in my garage for a week I decided it was time to make a wreath. I love the smell of fresh pine, especially this time of year, and what better way to bring the outdoors to our home than utilizing what would be discarded as “waste”? 

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That’s how we ended up with a homemade wreath on our main door. It was a fairly simple project, but it took some time to fill it in nicely and get it looking right. I also didn’t have the proper tools (I used duct tape, but really could’ve used some floral wire). Continue reading


Weekend: Wild & Crazy Winter Weekend


12-16-13 wild and crazy weekendI’m sure that, for true winter enthusiasts out there, our weekend was decidedly not wild and crazy. However, Sam and I are both fairly new to winter sports (or I should say, I’m reintroducing myself to most winter sports I enjoyed as a kid), and we spent the majority of this past Saturday burning a lot of calories and exerting our minds and bodies more than most weekends in the winter.

Our morning started off with an early cross-country ski at the Vasa trail. We’ve gone out once already this season, but it was too icy and there wasn’t a good base layer to make it entirely enjoyable. It’s been snowing on-and-off for the past week now, and while there isn’t a ton of accumulation there is a nice coat of fluffy flakes all over everything. It’s absolutely beautiful outside up here in Traverse right now.

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Mo’ Thoughts – Morning Routines


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Lately, I’ve been straight-up imagining the morning routines of people that I totally can’t even come close to imagining, and try to visualize what they’re doing or seeing without even having an inkling of where they are. Some mornings it’s George Clooney, other mornings Kate Middleton, or just some random person who slips into my mind. Maybe it’s the extravagance and mystery of their lives that makes it so much fun to pretend that I am them, seeing the world the way they see it, trying to figure out if they are the people in private that we see in public. What kind of coffee mug do they use? Do they make toast? Juice? Are they in pajamas? What’s the pace of their morning? In my mind, I walk through their morning the way they see it.

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The person I spend the most amount of time imagining I am, for whatever reason, is Justin Timberlake. I think it’s because he’s spent so much of his life in the limelight and he always seems so comfortable with himself and confident in everything he does that I believe the person I see is who he really is. He just seems like a very genuine, sensitive, intuitive person; I have always been fascinated with him (although what girl who grew up in the late 90s isn’t?), and I just feel like I know who he is. I know, it is total bull, but it is a lot of fun and a creative test. Continue reading

Weekend Discoveries – Sunrise Chasing


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This past weekend, Sam was gone at a golf tournament from Friday afternoon until late on Sunday. It was my first weekend staying in our new home alone without my husband, which meant I had full reign to do whatever I wanted to do. Yes, it was lonelier around here, but it was also invigorating to really think about what I wanted to do, since the whole weekend was free and I was the one to decide what I did with my time.

So…what did I want to do with a whole weekend to myself? Apparently I wanted to get up way early and chase the sunrise. (Also: I know that “sunrise chasing” doesn’t sound as cool as “storm chasing,” but just roll with it.)

10-14-13 hazerot 3Sometimes I think about how often I take the sun rising for granted. What if it just didn’t come up the next day? What if the world stopped turning overnight and we never saw the sunlight again? I think I heard that some ancient civilization lived their entire lives not knowing if the sun would return again and if they would need to spend the rest of their years in darkness. Each morning they celebrated its return so their crops could grow, they could hunt for food easier, and go about their day without darkness.

Hearing stories like that makes me want to live with greater respect and appreciation for every single day and the things it brings with every sunrise. I will cherish the good days and learn from the bad, and recognize that each day is its own entity that I cannot dictate or control: I can only choose how I spend the hours I’m given, no matter what those hours may be. Continue reading

On Grounding and Growing


9-13-13 feet shotNow that we are officially into our new house, we get to start doing all kinds of fun homeowner-y type things. The inside of our house remains a cluttered mess filled with boxes, which should drive me crazy, but I’m learning to be patient in putting everything away. It will happen, piece by piece, so in the meantime I’m not going to full-out stress about it.

However, the outside of the house is where we are focusing a lot of our efforts. Perhaps it’s because the lot holds so much potential, but I think the real reason is just that Sam and I love being outside and are so proud of the land we own. Sure, right now it’s got a ton of weeds and is completely overgrown, but it’s ours and we love it. Plus, I feel partially gypped out of my summer after all the wedding planning and coordinating so now that we have the time to be outside, we are soaking it in. Continue reading

Mo’ Thoughts – Begin Again


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I have a lot of things that I should be doing right now instead of typing this (most people have things to do two weeks before their wedding). In fact, I think because I have so many things to do, I’m avoiding them by pretending that this is the priority. Still, I feel that this is a priority, and this is what I need to do right now to keep my brain from exploding. This is the mental release that I need.

I am re-restarting to blog. I know, I know: I’ve said it before, and I said it before I said it before. But here’s the thing: this time, I’m serious about it. This time I mean it. 4rlz.

Last night I sat down with Sam and vented a bit about things in my (our) life. I admitted to procrastinating at work because I’ve been sucked into the blogosphere and am highly uninterested and unchallenged at my job. Here are the things I’ve realized, and why the blog is part of the solution (the blog is not the solution, just a piece of it):

I need an outlet.  Continue reading

The Rebirth of the Blog


An interesting realization struck me today at work: I am not totally happy with my life all the time.

Ok, perhaps this seems like the norm, but I don’t personally think it needs to be this way. You see, there is a difference between “not being totally happy with my life all the time” and “envying the lives of other people who seem to lead more meaningful and interesting lives than my own.” I should clarify that I actually felt more like the latter, though I don’t like to admit it.

I fell into the dangerous world of the blogosphere today at work, and I found it hard to pull myself back out all day. I felt guilty sneaking peeks at blogs when I was supposed to be doing, you know, my real job, but I couldn’t help it. It seems the people in the world of blogs live these very rich, incredibly unique and wholly satisfying lives and my life is just…my life. They have all these cute clothes and picture-perfect smiles and delicious-looking, homemade-organic-garden-fresh meals every day (the pictures certainly don’t help my jealousy).

“Why isn’t my life like that?” I thought. “Why don’t I feel and have what these people post on the internet every day?”

Of course, I recognize that I had (have?) the total wrong outlook on this whole situation. Do these people work their asses off to produce these blogs? Of course they do. Are these people magically granted another two or three hours of their day that I just don’t have? Of course not. They just make the time and dedicate themselves to their work t produce a product they are proud to share with the world, and because they are proud of what they do, the lives they lead, the food they make, the workouts they do, the art they design, the Instagram photos they take, the clothes they sew…and because they cherish and share and embraace the work they do, people care about these blogs. The moral here? If you are passionate about something, someone else will recognize your passion and latch on to it, because people with passion for what they do are awesome and addicting characters. The world needs more passionate people, and I want to be one of these role models. I want someone who sees me on the street to think, “Wow, that girl has a glow about her.” I want my spirit to show through all the crap and clutter of this world, and I want to do it by embracing the life I’m living instead of becoming something I’m not.

My answer was to make my own blog, and this is it. This is the rebeginning of my world of blogging (more on that later). Why today? Why November 14, 2012? For absolutely no reason at all, other than this is what I must do and this is the day I must do it. That is what everydaying is all about.

Everydaying is my new mantra, my way to look at life:

Everydaying is the art of appreciating everything I have and not envying those who have something I want. If I want something, I am going to work hard to get it. It’s stupid to be jealous of someone when I just sit around and don’t work for it. Time to start working to get the things I want.

Everydaying means I will carve a life for myself out of what I am given, and not wishing or searching for things that won’t come to me in due time. This means the day I am given is the one I have, and I can’t spend it wishing I was doing something else or living someone else’s life. The life I have is fucking awesome, and I’m going to start sharing that life with others (including the cynic in my mind) in order to catalog the wonderful things I have in my life.

Everydaying means acknowledging the beautiful things around me all the time and searching out the best parts of the worst scenarios. My biggest everyday battle is rediscovering what I love about my hometown, which I moved back to immediately after graduating college. I always thought I’d be somewhere else, living an interesting life with good people, good food, and cool places to visit. The fact is, I do live in a place that has all those things, plus much more. The hard part is seeing that all the time, because when I look around, I mostly just see my town the same way I’ve see it for 23 years of my life. It’s not a bad town at all; it’s actually a really, really, incredibly fantastic town. My problem is that I can’t see that all the time. My goal is to start seeing it all the time. My solution is everydaying. It is my religion without the religiousness.

Everydaying is a noun, a verb, an adjective, a dogma, an outlook, a totally made-up word. But, most importantly, everydaying is a holistic idea that encompasses the optimism and satisfaction that I want to have present in my heart and mind all the time. This is the first day I dedicate myself to everydaying and to living the life I already have to its fullest and most beautifulist (also a made up word). Let it begin.